When Qin Dao came to his senses, Song Huanxi and his group had been performing for a while.

This time, Baochai was the first to appear.

Last time, Song Huanxi wrote about Daiyu's dream, how many babies were born, but there was no Baochai at all.

In front of Baochai, there were several handkerchiefs balls made of handkerchiefs, surrounded by two or three maids, looking like a rich and noble. She picked up a handkerchief ball and asked with a smile: "Brother Bao, how about this Pixiu's jade-containing hydrangea ball?"

Baoyu was obviously a little absent-minded: "The meaning is quite auspicious."

Baochai smiled, put down the hydrangea in her hand, and picked up another one, "Where is this fish every year?"

Baoyu nodded: "It's not bad."

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It was from here that Qin Dao was attracted by the students' performances - this scene was very similar to him accompanying Lin Qing to visit a department store!

Every time she changed into a new skirt, she would ask him how he was. He was like Baoyu, and he was very good at replying.

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Baochai picked up the third hydrangea: "So what if this toad palace wins osmanthus?"

Baoyu sighed: "Sister Bao, you just like it, why bother ask me?"

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Qin Dao's body shook, and Baoyu said what he said!

He watched more and more attentively.

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After Baoyu left, Baochai played with the hydrangea that was broken into the toad palace, sighed lightly, and finally threw the hydrangea back.

Seeing this, the maid Ying'er next to him said angrily: "It's true that Master Bao Er is. We have made so many hydrangeas, especially the toad palace, and the drawings drawn by the lady himself, so I don't even look at them!"

Baochai smiled bitterly: "If he takes a serious look at him and says he likes him, it will not be a waste of my hard work!"

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Qin Dao frowned tightly, so this is the correct answer?

Lin Qing tried out the clothes and said that he liked it very much, not very good, not good?

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Baoyu arrived at Daiyu's side again and looked at her with anticipation: "Good sister, what hydrangea did you make?"

He guessed enthusiastically: "Is it the Pixiu containing jade, or is there fish every year, or is it a toad palace that wins osmanthus?"

As soon as this line was released, the students were in an uproar. Good guy, is this the difference between love and not love?!

Daiyu, dressed as Zhu Shengxiao, had a very weak temperament. She frowned when she heard this, "You will know then, let's go, I haven't finished embroidery yet."

As he said that, he called Xueyan to see him off. Baoyu had no choice but to stand up, "Okay, I'll leave."

Xueyan waited for Baoyu to leave, turned to look at Daiyu, looking worried: "Miss, I have embroidered a step-by-step promotion. Why don't you use me?"

Daiyu was silent and took out a hydrangea. She said it was a hydrangea, but it was actually a prop made of handkerchiefs. Unlike Baochai's appearance, the handkerchiefs with distinct colors were different. The one in Daiyu's hand was in a mess of silk threads.

Qin Dao regained some energy and nodded secretly when he saw this. He had put his heart into this group of props.

In a blink of an eye, the picture changed again. There were only six people, but they performed the feeling of spring in the group game.

After looking closely, it turned out that a few maids were walking around from time to time, and they kept talking from time to time.

Qin Dao missed the opening, and only then did he realize that the theme of Song Huanxi's performance was an early spring outing. The ladies and maids each handed a hydrangea ball, threw it on the grass and rolled it into the distance. While throwing it, they also sang a song:

"Rolling the hydrangea, rolling to ninety-nine."

"Rolling the hydrangea, rolling out blessings and fortune."

Surrounded by the maids, Xue Baochai rolled into the distance with the toad palace and hydrangea in her hands. The maids stomped their feet and clapped their hands, nervous and excited.

Finally, the hydrangea stopped, and the maids immediately burst into cheers: "Ninety-nine! Ninety-nine!"

Another maid smiled and said, "Second Master Bao, come and get out of here and see how far you can get out of here!"

Baoyu took a hydrangea from the maid and threw it hard. He was a man, much further than Baochai lost it. He looked at a group of little maids and asked with a smile: "What do you say?"

The maids immediately responded, "Live for a hundred years!"

"This must be two hundred years old!"

"Ah, then Master Bao is no longer a god."

Baoyu laughed: "Why don't you say it's a monster?"

He looked at Daiyu who was standing quietly on the side with a smile again, and his tone suddenly became much gentler: "My sister Lin, come and throw it away too."

Xueyan shouted, "Miss!"

Her eyes were full of pleading, but Daiyu shook her head and took out her ugly colorful hydrangea from her bag.

She had been sick for a long time and was weak. Although she threw it hard, the hydrangea still only rolled for a short distance.

The girls all calmed down suddenly. Baochai was stunned and stepped forward and smiled, "Did your sister slip your hands? I'll throw them away again."

Daiyu looked lonely: "I'm so lucky, that's all."

At this moment, Baoyu walked out with great strides, picked up his hydrangea with one hand, looked at it, and calculated it. After the distance, he picked up Daiyu's hydrangea and finally put the two hydrangea side by side, just at the midpoint of the original hydrangea.

He clapped his hands and smiled, "Now, I can live for two hundred years, so I can share my sister with one hundred years!"

Daiyu was moved, and the two of them had eyes intertwined, as if there was no one else in the world, and for a hundred years.

No one seemed to notice that Baochai's hydrangea was quietly not far away from the pairs of hydrangeas.

The students left the curtain and returned to their positions, each of them was a little excited and a little nervous.

Excitement was the performance just now, achieving the effect they expected, and uneasiness was the rare first one to go on stage today, and some misfortunes were unpredictable.

Wang Yu ran directly to the last row and sat with Guan Zhizhou, calling it a exchange of experience in playing the maid, but in fact he wanted to stay away from Qin Dao.

Qin Dao didn't know that this was the culprit that made his marriage run apart. After glanced at him, he ignored him and called the second group to start the performance.

He vaguely felt that perhaps the students' performances today would bring him a lot of gains.

It's also interesting, the order of the performance this time is completely opposite to the last time.

The second group on stage was actually the penultimate group of the last performance.

Last time they sent two academic masters and poor students.

Baochai and Daiyu each chose medical and agricultural themes and wrote for Baoyu, and truly released the trivial daily life of the young lady and son of the wealthy family.

Obviously, their sequel was not like Song Huanxi, but they started the previous plot directly.

Xueyan raised the curtain and smiled and said, "What wind has blown the Second Master. You are so noble, but you haven't come to us for a while!"

Baoyu looked at Daiyu by the window with a grievance, "I'm not my sister yet!"

"The last article I submitted actually had a hidden mystery at the end. You must do whatever you say. You should learn one more hour a day to discipline yourself!"

Imagine two tall and big maids, Wang Yu and Guan Zhizhou, shouted in a sweet voice: "Get out, ninety-nine!"
Chapter completed!